"I been tellin' my new boy friend about show business. He kept beggin' me to do my stuff, and I finally gave in. Right after we eloped—maybe it's the ham in me or somethin', but I did my routine fer him, and I guess I musta forgot and added that extra wiggle.
"I figured he had it comin'," she says. "Anyhow, here I am."
"And you'll stay here now, baby, wherever you been?" For a tough guy, Luigi sure looked soft-boiled, now.
The LaTour gave him a look that ain't had the benefit of Ivory Soap. "I'm goin' back."
"Aw, baby...."
"I can speak their language fine now. Besides, there's gonna be hell to pay because we eloped. And I gotta stick by Paris."
"You goin' to France, Miss LaTour?" I blurts out.
She laughs. Luigi is scowlin', but the little professor is just noddin' like he understands everything.
"I been there, fella," she says to me. "I been everywhere." She starts to hum a song I ain't never heard before.